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... hang Beichen into the room.

  In the room, there are a lot of bamboo slips, some of which have decayed.

  In the study, there were still coughing sounds.

  Zhang Beichen shouted: "Junior Zhang Beichen, come to visit Tai Shigong."

   "Come in." An old voice came from inside.

  Zhang Beichen entered the room, and saw an old man with white hair sitting at his desk, carving words on bamboo slips.

  Tai Shigong glanced at Zhang Beichen, and said: "The paper y ...

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